SO HERE IT IS A NEW, IMPROVED, EXCITING, INTERESTING, INGENIUS, INGENUE EPISODE OF SPACE BARON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Space Baron, come quick, there's been a call on the Space Baron hotline, someone's in trouble!" said Brian as he rushed into the room, his face flushed with excitement.
"Oh God, that's never happened before, what can we do?" screamed back Space Baron, veins sticking out on his forehead.
"It has happened before, remember the times we've had to save the world, and the president, and democracy, and the pregnant lady, and our wives, and our pregnant wives, and our parents, and our children, and our childrens children, and their children's children, and their children's pregnant wives, and the parents of their children's children's pregnant wives, and the wives of the pregnant children, and our parents pregnant teenage wives, and our parents children, and their children before them and their children before them, but after the pregnenat wives of those children, but before the pregnant children who are their parents?" Said Brian all in one breath, earning himself the guinness book of records longest sentence ever, with certificate.
"Oh yeah," said Space Baron looking a little sheepish, "To the Batmobile!"
Brian would have argued but he was still attached to a ventilator and using his asthma thingy after that outstandigly long sentence.
So without a thought for personal safety, or the positioning of the handbrake and the gear stick they leapt in to the Batmobile. Then realising that it was an American car and the driver was on the wrong side Brian leapt into the back while Space Baron leapt into the drivers seat and then Brian leapt into the passengers seat, all the while marvelling at the presence of an "a" in a word such as "leapt".
"It doesn't serve a purpose, and it doesn't differentiate the whole thing from anything else but it is still there." mused brian as they screamed through suburban towards (or at least roughly towards) the impending crisis, of which they still new very little.
"What's that, this button?" said Space Baron as, just to prove Brian wrong, he pressed the "Electrocute the passenger, then cover them with a permanent dye and eject them" button.
Brian was instantly unconcious and flung hundreds of metres in the air, still clutching the refidex. "I don't need him anyway, I can do this on my own." said Space Baron spitefully as he looked across the the dripping passenger seat. "Damn, he's got the refidex, I'll have to go back and get him," he said to himself as he did a handbrake turn in a cloud of burning rubber. "Probbaly not the best place to do a turn, in this cloud of burning rubber," Space Baron said to himself revealing Rob's paper-thin sentence structure.
Space Baron accelerated and pressed the "Inflate mattress to catch person from hndreds of metres high" button, reaching Brian just in time... to run over his legs.
"AAARAAAGHAHAGRH", said Brian, somewhat distressed.
Space Baron stopped the car suddenly and waited while Brian used his arms (broken in the fall) to drag himself to the Batmobile in complete agony.
"Lucky the dye was skin-coloured." he said with Bruce Willis/Nicholas Cage-like courage as Space Baron closed the door on his legs.
WILL THEY EVER GET TO THE CHASE?
WILL THEY DISCOVER THAT THE BATMOBILE IS NOT THEIRS?
WILL I GET TO MY NEXT LECTURE IN TIME, SINCE IT IS TWO MINUTES TO?
TUNE IN NEXT TIME COS I SAID SO